Pet King

Zhang Zi'an understood it. The original method was not referring to the donkey's donkey, but more like comparing him to a mule, or a diligent old ox, as the Chinese often say.

Westerners ... No, do Western wolves like to be so brazen? Or is this an ancient way of exaggerating people?

Also, what the **** is sanctification?

He can only remember the sanctification of the flesh in myths, fairy tales, and fantasy novels, but that was obviously nonsense.

"Meow meow! My mother told you that this stupid man has been 'sanctified'-it's gratifying to be one of the 60 million leftover men in China!"

The Snow Lion slowly tore off a piece of coypus meat, and did not forget to bury him.

Fai Tuo was surprised, "So many saints in China?"

"Meow meow! More than that! There will be more!" Snow Lion pouted, glanced at him, and said, "My old lady might as well benefit your fellow men by turning into a girl to make your brothers cool. If a man becomes a girl, the number of remaining men will be reduced by two.

Zhang Zi'an choked rice, the two elves were simply talking to each other, and the explanation was not clear, just forget it.

After eating, the elf either lays down or strolls to eat, he cooks another pot of water to make tea, and after the water is full, he will continue on the road.

He first packed everything else, everything that should be packed, and when everything was packed, he finally went to look at those tail tendons that were dried in the shade.

After drying, the tail tendon was obviously shrunken than before, showing a translucent white, and the thickness was less than 1 mm by visual inspection.

In order to cope with different situations, he chose two kinds of tail tendons to stay, one was about 15 cm in length and the other was about 30 cm in length. The latter was too difficult to pull out completely, only one.

He wrapped these tail muscles with dry paper towels and put them in a first aid kit in case of emergency. Of course, it is best to use them if they are not needed.

Packed up, he and the elves continued to set off, heading upstream along the stream.

The wolves seemed to have tasted the sweetness, and they were actively searching for traces of coypus along the way. They ran on the river beach all right, and soon found a nest of coypus.

Zhang Zi'an has a headache, because the **** rat peels off the internal organs and does all the tiring work. He might as well cook the rice directly, but considering that it can save canned food, they should go.

It stands to reason that wild animals cannot be harmed casually in the forest park, but the wolves always have to eat, which is also a helpless thing, anyway, it is not these coypus he killed.

Finding a relatively narrow channel along the river, he greeted the elves to stop and plan to cross the river from here.

"Squeak?"

π took the stick he cut to it, stood by the river, and tried to poke the stick into the river water-the stick did not enter the water, only a small part of it was exposed, but it did not reach the bottom of the river .

It gestured worriedly, meaning that although the river here is narrow, it is very deep, and it is not suitable for wading across the river.

Zhang Zi'an nodded, took off his backpack, pointed at a tree and said, "I know, but we are not going to cross the river. Try to build a bridge now."

"Ga? It's up to you? Bridge?" Richard covered his chest with his wings, "Uncle Ben is almost laughing with your heart!"

At first, the other elves didn't want to understand how he planned to build a bridge. When he walked to the side of the tree to take a closer look, he found that the height of the tree was about 20 cm from the root of the tree. Most of it was cut off, and the roots of the tree were connected with only a small part of the trunk, crumbling.

Everyone's eyes fell on the sharp and long front teeth of the nutria, who knew who the culprit was.

Once the coypus were infested, the damage to the forest was too great. In a sense, they were also killing meaninglessly, because they did not gnaw trees to eat trees, but to grind their teeth.

This is a cypress tree that grows near the river. Due to the erosion of the river bed by the river, part of its root system has been exposed in the river and drifted with the erosion of the river.

Zhang Zi'an visually observed that if this cypress tree was pushed down in the right direction, the crown of the tree should be able to sit on the opposite bank and form a bridge. Even if he doesn't push the tree down, it won't last long.

Even in midsummer, the climate in the depths of the mahogany forest was still cold and cold, and the river was cold. As a last resort, he didn't want to wade, and there was no place to dry if his clothes were wet.

It is easier said than done to knock down a tree that is as thick as a bucket. If it is an intact tree, you must use a chainsaw, but fortunately the coypu has done most of the work for him.

He kept both the elves and the wolves away from being hurt by the fallen tree.

He rolled up his sleeves and touched the trunk with both hands. A rough touch came from the palm of his hand. He took a deep breath and tried 80% of the strength first. The small section that connected the root of the tree to the trunk made a slight cracking sound. Due to nutrition, Transmission was blocked and the yellow leaves fell like rain.

It looks like there is a play.

He adjusted his angle, stepping on the riverbank with his legs straddling, standing firmly on both feet, taking a few deep breaths, then taking a sharp breath, all his strength was applied to the palm.

"Hi!"

He blushed, exhaled, and his shoes sank deeply into the ground due to the force.

Gaba ...

Gaba Gaba ...

The remaining small section at the junction of the roots and trunks made an ominous cracking sound, which gradually increased.

He pushed first, then hugged the trunk and then pulled back, making the remaining small section more and more vulnerable during repeated push and pull.

The trunk above his head was shaking more and more and could fall at any time, and he must let it fall to the correct position, at least not to hit himself.

It was like swinging. He pulled the trunk towards his arms for the last time, and then pushed forward with the greatest strength, and at the same time quickly ducked away.

See if this is a success!

Ga ...

quack……

Quack ...

However, it was annoying that ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The trunk of the cypress tree fell about 45 to 60 degrees, then stopped, and the fallen leaves covered the river.

Just a little bit short of success, Zhang Zi'an stared. If his eyes can make him fall, it has fallen countless times.

It seems that there is one less push and pull process.

This situation was more troublesome to handle. He was pondering how to clean up the mess and save face, and when the gray shadow flashed, Fa pushed on the trunk and walked along the trunk to the crown.

Then, one after another, the gray wolves followed it to the canopy.

With their heavy pressure, this cypress tree finally couldn't bear it, the joint between the root and trunk broke suddenly, and the crown hit the other side of the river heavily.

The wolves had swiftly jumped off the canopy early and fell to the land on the other side.

A tree bridge was completed.

Vladimir gave a high-five and exclaimed: "A bridge is flying north and south, and the heavens are changing!"